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Endless nights
The rain pours an eternity
Into an infinite cycle to the ground,
From the sky
Dropping onto my head
From the gray clouds of misery
Sharing my pain
But only leading to itself.
Trying to figure out this riddle gone wrong
But only retracing my steps to where I began.

On The Spot.

For weeks and days
Hours and minutes
Seconds coming up with an enigma,
After the wait of months and years,
A light bulb brightens a path above my head
Revealing two paths,
Regret or closure.
Following the path of closure only leading to the path of regret
Catching up to my heart as it races
Trying to outrun me but falls into a pothole and breaks.
Now I need some glue.

Broken Spirit Part II.

Well yesterday was a day that broke my spirit. Today I tried to build it back up by commencing my master plan. My master plan was to post up papers around school that had a code made up of question marks and precent signs and other stuff. If you decode the signs, it would say, "Please Be Mine Paige". So I posted them up from the 40 to the 70 building. Then she would receive a letter during her first period which had a key to decode the signs. Then in her third period class, she would receive a letter that sad, "Paige, please me mine for one day, Valentine's Day. Find the guy that is wearing a white sock and a black sock in the square." Lunch came around pretty quickly. I was waiting there for her and then I saw her. I walked up to her and showed her my socks. She then told me that she already had a Valentines. Paige, if you're reading this, I just want to say that you interest me. You are hella pretty and hella smart cause I saw your pictures with Bill Nye The Science Guy. By the way he's my hero. I saw all his episodes. But anyways, I'm sure your Valentines guy is a good guy and I think he's super lucky. But yeah hopefully it won't be too awkward between you and I. By the way, I think you're cool. Oh yeah and by the way again, hope you have a good Valentines day.

Broken Spirit.

I almost lost my dad yesterday. He had a gun to his back by some unknown guys and they robbed my pops of $5,000 from the house. They then threatened him to drive them to the bank and take out over $20,000. We were robbed of over $25,000. They threatened to kill him along with his family. I don't believe an 18 year old young man like myself should even have thoughts of being killed at a young age along with his family. It hurts inside just knowing that I might not be alive to see the break of dawn the next day. It breaks my spirit into a million pieces. So as I have this chance, I just want to say that I love my parents. I love my sister and my nephews. I love my family. I love my brother Mark Lagman. I love my sister Krystal Shipley. I love all my friends at church. I love all my friends at school. I thank God that he blessed me with all you guys. If I do get killed, I hope people would have seen me as a good person.

The Bermuda Triangle.

So this evening, Sou and I drove up a hill and we entered this dark forest and it was magical. I was like one of those Lord Of The Rings forests that have hella mist but there was no mist. Soon we entered the Twilight Zone inside the Bermuda Triangle which is super omega weird if the Twilight Zone is inside the Bermuda Triangle. It was quite an adventure.

Depressing Dinner.

So this evening, my sister took me to this Thai place in Alameda. It was quite a fancy restaurant with dimmed lights and folded hankies on plates. As we sat there waiting for our food, I began to feel this depressing aura. It was a super sad atmosphere in that restaurant. I was just sitting there sipping on my water with a lemon wedge when i begin to notice that the music that was playing is like a super sad boring playlist. They were playing some sad flute stuff. I felt like I was in a giant elevator. The music turned my smile upside down. But then the food came and I was happy again.